[She pops a pill into her mouth and swallows hard as he's busy shooting up - it's about time for her to take it again, anyway, though at the rate she's going... she slides a hand into her pocket and feels around.

...she'll have to go back for more soon, probably.]

Do you not like needles?

[Pills are definitely more convenient, she thinks she got the better end of the deal here.]

It'll be interesting to see if it works! I wonder why your memory problems are so much worse than the rest of ours, though? It seems pretty unfair, don't you think?